Jeremy's POV
My cheeks puffed out in an attempt to do something while I waited for Ever to get out of school. God, that girl really did take her sweet time!
I leant up against my car and crossed my leg over the other and then crossed my arms against my chest. Where the hell was she?!
I looked around the parking lot and it was then I noticed I was attracting attention from practically half the population milling around.
A smirk pulled at my lips and I winked at a group of girls stood nearby who giggled behind their hands. What? I'm a guy what do you expect of me? I couldn't help myself!
Sure, I was a complete softy in reality when it came to girls and I wouldn't ever dream of hurting anybody, it'd probably hurt me more than the person themselves anyway, but I was no stranger to girls, I loved them as much as they loved me. What can I say? Girls just adore me.
A few minutes later a pretty girl with red long hair started approached me with a blinding grin on her face. It took me a moment or two to actually realize who it was when a grin spread on my lips and I hugged Rose fiercely when she was in close enough distant. "Oh God, Ginger, where've you been for so long?!" I yelled, scowling at her.
Rose rolled her eyes and laughed. "I've been around. Lyse let me come with you guys." She grinned happily.
I groaned outwardly. Don't get me wrong, I loved spending time with Rose, it's just that I hated girls watching me dance. It made me feel like a puff. "Why did she do that?" I asked exasperatedly.
Rose rolled her eyes again and smirked. "Because I wanted to tease your manly dancing." She teased and winked.
My face paled instantly, surely she didn't really meant that...
Suddenly, Rose burst out laughing and shoved my arm playfully. "God, you're so gullible sometimes, Jer!" she giggled. "I'm coming 'cause I was desperate to see Lyse dancing and I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible."
I breathed a sigh of relief and I felt the heat rush to my face in embarrassment. Wow, it was weird how alike Rose and Ever were in personalities. They both liked to tease and embarrass me. "You are so mean!" I pouted childishly.
Rose laughed and punched me in the arm. "Oh stop being such a girl!" she exclaimed, rolling her eyes and skipping around the car and flinging the back seat door open, climbing in while I stayed exactly where I was, waiting for my beautiful best friend.
Damn, it was weird how much I missed Ever. The last time I saw her was yesterday at dinner as we didn't have rehearsals and yet, it felt like an eternity had passed. I missed her like crazy.
I guess, having spent practically all my life in Ever's wonderful presence (note the slight sarcasm in my sentence), dancing with her, and generally having her be like a sister to me, wait no, correction: a sister to me, it was difficult to live without her in my life. I couldn't actually imagine a life without her, it'd be too painful. She meant the world to me, just like my mom and Jamie did. They were all I had to look up to in the world.
Before I could dwell anymore on those few I could count on no matter what in my life, I saw Ever walk out of the school doors, her face was blank and emotionless and I knew she was only doing that to protect herself, to not let anyone get through her wall of defenses and see too much of her.
I've known the girl all my life. I knew every single facial feature she pulled; I knew everything about her, all her secrets. I knew her more about her than she knew herself, just like she did me.
And then, I saw the reason behind her blank face. She was walking along side that Damon dude that kissed her not so long ago. Since when did they become so buddy-buddy? Instantly, my protective-brotherly-side kicked in.
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